Bondage Mansion (Ferard)

Chapter 48: It's Been "20" Fucking Years Since I've Been Seeing Your Face

**Gerard***

"Gee, what are you still doing up?"

"Hey Jamia, just writing."

Gerard moved outward from the desk as Jamia came around. She sat on one of his legs, and kissed the top of his head. She looked at what he was writing and gasped a bit.

"Gerard, why are you writing about what happened to you with Master and Sir?"

"I feel like I need to. I feel like it is going to be important in the future for some reason."

"Do you think your sons...

"Honestly, I don't even want to think about that happening to them."

"Maybe it won't. Maybe it will skip them because of the circumstances and..."

Gerard sighed and looked at her.

"It didn't skip us. It found a way even though I am a man to still continue the cycle. It won't skip my boys either."

"Well maybe they won't end up interested in the same girl or guy?"

"We can only hope Jamia, we can only hope."

***Timestamp: Twenty Years Later***

***Jamia***

"Fuck you, you bastard, she's mine!"

"No way, you're fucking crazy, it's me she wants!"

"Boys, please, Stop fighting! I hate this! I love you both!"

"Well you can't have us both!"

"Yeah, you have to choose!"

"I-I-I can't!"

Jamia can hear them all the way upstairs, the fighting is escalating again. It was tense at dinner today, but now with the three of them in the Library, the rage could be felt everywhere.

"Just like their fathers."

Jamia was making her way down the stairs when both boys cried out at once.

"ARIANNA!"

Jamia took off, making her way down the stairs at a dangerous pace. She ran to the Library and threw open the doors. Arianna was on the floor passed out and the boys were fighting over who was going to help her up.

"It's your fucking fault she passed out again!"

"Fuck you, you are the one that did it!"

"ANTHONY FRANK, AND EDWARD ROBERT!"

Both boys looked up at their mom.

"Okay, that's it, you two! To your rooms! NOW!"

"Yes mother."

They speak in unison and then glare at each other. They leave and head up the stairs to their rooms. Jamia watches them go and then bends to the girl on the floor. She is a slip of a thing, practically a waif, but her ethereal beauty shines through even in a catatonic state like this.

"So much like Gerard."

Jamia hears the men in the hallway laughing. She calls out to them to come to the Library. Michael holds the door open as Gerard steps in still with a giggle on his lips till he sees the girl on the floor. He crosses to them and picks the girl up and placed her on the sofa. Michael steps in and places a hand on Jamia's shoulder.